The Cumming of Age (technically weird)

Story by ZeHell-ScythefanToo

This story contains technically indirect incest and self-cest, which is why I'm not going to warn for it in the tags but mention it right here. Technical fetishes, ho! Refer to the tags for a concrete list of all the oddities to be found in here... Or find out as you read.

The title is a simple one, and yet I can't think of anything better to encompass the story as a whole. I'm sure there have been many by a similar name, but this one is mine. :p Hot off of my fingers, this is a piece that slipped into my head while working on a larger piece due soon-ish (wink-wink) that I felt the need to get down on paper instead of let languish until I was done with other things. I'm also fully aware of the fact that this could be continued in any possible way - a whole world's worth of paths it could take, as supplied - and yet just finishing this story caused me to immediately reflect on what the future might bring if I let myself hang up on the question of "what-if"... As I've always felt is a prudent rule of thumb when writing, the question a story revolves around should not be "what if", but instead "what should be" - if there should be a need to continue this later, I definitely will. ;)

Without further ado, you can read this on my site (fancy reader) (plain text) or click the spoiler below...

"Don't have too much fun jacking off, sweetie, or the cum monster will eat you!" Alina Scove had taken these words to heart ever since she grew old enough to attain erections, but similarly she grew ever dismayed with the difficulty of following that advice. Every day, she attended to herself twice when she could find the time between schooling - sometimes thrice or more if one of the other girls caught her particular fantasies, but spaced out across the day - and her appetite just kept growing. Every night, she attended to herself just once, enough to take the edge off but not truly satiate her sexual hunger. She sure desired to, but Janica's advice stuck in Ally's mind like the imagery of the cum monster - a thick, gluelike abomination that she swore frighteningly was real enough in her consistent dreams and only further confirmed by Janica's innocent-sounding warning. The problem was that Ally wanted to disavow that advice so badly, to masturbate until her dick was sore and she had no cum left to give - and the urge grew with every passing day.

It was bad enough that Ally sometimes woke up in the morning in a cold sweat, breathing quickly as her sleeping mind faded and left her thankful that she was still alive in the real world - and annoyed that her sheets were absolutely plastered to her body with dream emissions acting adhesive. Make that 'sometimes' into 'practically all the time' nowadays, she frowned down at herself; it was also bad enough that the first few times she woke up just like that, bundled together with her coverings and glued in like an elementary school project, she screamed and freaked out about not being able to escape - the cum monster's attempts to eat her were truly leaving their teeth marks.

The first time it happened, Ally's parents 'rescued' her - the plastering wasn't so thick that the sheets required surgical removal, but the difficulty of pulling Ally out of them certainly stuck in the scared girl's mind - and attempted to calm her by sitting her down and giving her 'the talk', the one that explained all about how her body was growing older and getting ready to follow reproductive urges - such as, apparently, convincing Ally's body to line the bottom of a bathtub with her wet dreams alone - but none of this assuaged Ally's fears at all... Especially when, after Janica clinically showed Ally how to jack off, using her own penis as a demonstration, no less, she issued the warning that caused Ally's eyes to fill with dread.

The cum monster... How many times had Ally dreamt of something like that horror from the deep, shooting from her own erection and forming into a great, blurry figure that spoke in unintelligible eldritch words and great moans and groans? How many times now had she woke up in fear as the ugly beast proceeded to climb atop her, slot itself upon her unendingly ejaculating prick, growing ever stronger with the force of her own sperm and eventually enveloping her in calm, stark, unbreathable white? Ally trembled to these videographic terrors imprinted in her mind every time she grasped and stroked her lustful penis, continually attempting to block the thoughts out yet unable to deny their true erotic edge. The heat arose in her body during those times, as if responding to the beck and call of orgasmic pleasure, yet Ally fought the instinct to lose herself in relief tooth and nail; she'd been at odds between fear and temptation ever since she was old

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